The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

After getting off work, Ethan sal inside his cai, staring at everyone leaving the Larson Group’s building

He didn’t start driving until he saw Janet walking out. He then followed her closely, making sure to tail her at a moderate speed When he noticed that she wasn’t on her way home, he sped up and pulled over beside her

Janet looked inside the car and saw Ethan.

He was truly dashing in his suit. And the smile on his face made him look all the more charming. Ethan rested his hands on the steering wheel, visibly hesitant before asking, “Wanna go home together?”

Janet ignored him and continued walking along the road.

Ethan followed her for a few minutes before she finally stopped in her tracks, frustrated and livid

Why am I angry with Ethan? Charis is the one who provoked me! This is all because of my pathetic self-esteem and insecurities. Janet thought in distress

The mere thought of that made Janet feel even sadder.

She and Ethan were like two parallel lines that would never meet in between. If it weren’t for his mother’s last wish, they never would’ve gotten together.

Ethan stepped on the brake and pulled over behind her. It took a few moments before Janet

Ethan frowned

Janet wasn’t talking to him before was because she was

sank. He quietly turned the steering wheel and drove back

gate of the villa. When Ethan unfastened his seatbelt, he noticed that Janet wasn’t getting off the car. She was staring at an old couple beside the pedestrian crossing. The old woman was holding the old man’s arm as they crossed the road together. It

the setting sun Ethan’s heart tightened and his voice became hoarse,

chuckling

“I don’t think so.”

clenched the steering wheel, immediately

looked at him intently and

 “You’re much taller than that old man, so I

Ethan felt relieved and was about to say something, she cut him off

mind went blank. Despair and disbelief clouded his thoughts and

you and what did they say?” he

that

everything would be okay again. Not